The Black Lyon
“No, do not tell me, for I am sure it is Ranulf's doing. Is he so unbearable to live with?" Lyonene could only shake her head, for a great lump was forming in her throat and she could not speak. M aude appeared from nowhere and took Lyonene away to the little donkey. She was too distraught to notice that Geoffrey rode to his brother.
"Ranulf," Geoffrey implored his stone-faced brother, "what has caused you to treat her so? Why is she dressed as a serf and made to ride a donkey?" He waited for an... answer but none came. "I cannot understand your treatment of her. She is beautiful and desirable; how can you shun her?" Still no answer was given him and he sighed in exasperation. "I go now to Sir Tompkin. We are off to Cornwall this day. Remember, Ranulf, she is your wife." "It is she who forgets." Geoffrey frowned up at Ranulf. "Do you hint that she had a hand in what happened this morn? That she perhaps desires the attention of other men?" Ranulf shrugged in answer.
"If I were not your brother and loved not life so well, I would challenge you for that.MoreLess
"Ranulf," Geoffrey implored his stone-faced brother, "what has caused you to treat her so? Why is she dressed as a serf and made to ride a donkey?" He waited for an... answer but none came. "I cannot understand your treatment of her. She is beautiful and desirable; how can you shun her?" Still no answer was given him and he sighed in exasperation. "I go now to Sir Tompkin. We are off to Cornwall this day. Remember, Ranulf, she is your wife." "It is she who forgets." Geoffrey frowned up at Ranulf. "Do you hint that she had a hand in what happened this morn? That she perhaps desires the attention of other men?" Ranulf shrugged in answer.
"If I were not your brother and loved not life so well, I would challenge you for that.MoreLess
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